I Strolled In A Bar Downtown To Lose My Blues rest My Weary Feet, Dust My Shoes asked The Bartender There, 'please, give Me One Large Glass Of Ruby Wine.' seemed Like A Movie Scene Out Of The West walls Made Of Paper Card False Like The Rest still The Wine Seemed Real Cheap at One Dollar A Glass In Nobody's Bar now Here Come The Sherief's Man, Gun In His Hand seeing Him Stand There, 'lone, Drinking at One Dollar A Glass In Nobody's Bar
endless Faces Now, Swimming Around eyes Without Vision, Ears Without Sound to And Fro They Stand Before Me a Vision Of Heaven Without Jesus There easy Young Woman Got Nothing To Give only Her Body To Bargain With 'hey Sweet Boy, Won't You Buy Me just One Large Glass Of Ruby Wine' tired Of This Mean Old Place I'm Going Home tired Of Rolling On Like A Stone hey I Lost My Mind Drinking at One Dollar A Glass In Nobody's Bar